This Game is Too Real

Wasteland in the northwest of Qingquan City.

Snow-covered pine and elm trees emerged from the damaged country house, and withered sea-buckthorn swayed under the dumped building. The only road had been hidden by time, and the sky was covered with snow where I raised my eyes.

This is the junction of Qingquan City and Tianshui City, and it is also the borderland of the southern urban agglomeration of the River Valley Province.

Although geographically, this primitive urban area is closer to Tianshui City, but in terms of administrative division, it belongs to Qingquan City, which has a larger population and denser industries.

It has a name that is full of original ecological flavor, namely the elm area.

There used to be a large number of elm trees and pines and cypresses, but now only those evergreen trees have survived.

In that remote utopian era, this area was once a famous summer resort. Due to Linghu Lake in the South Dynasty, low mountains and gentle hills to the west, the occasional breeze and sunset in the forest always make this place full of poetry. Those residents of the two cities who are tired of urban life often come here to live in seclusion for a few days. .

Because there are no tall buildings here, every household has a lawn the size of a basketball court. Some people will plant some primitive crops in the backyard. This has caused the survivors in this area to become self-sufficient for a while in the early days of the Wasteland Era. An agricultural community with a family as a unit.

Of course, this place has long been deserted now.

Barbaric green plants have replaced the traces of civilization. In just a few decades, the greening rate of this idyllic small village has soared from 60% to 100%. Now it is impossible to distinguish the edge of the forest and the ruins.

Facts have proved that once human beings have adapted to industrialization, it is difficult to leave industry for too long.

Even if many people are tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, 99% of them will not be able to bear it if they return to the agricultural era.

And the original crops that are grown as hobbies, let alone feed the refugees who flock here, are not enough for the locals to eat by themselves. With the harsh winter approaching, the large and small agricultural communities soon disappeared in the snow.

Due to the lack of recyclable garbage, coupled with the danger of alien species wandering around, few survivors visit here, and only some tradesmen who are not afraid of death will choose to settle here.

However, today, this abandoned city that no one cares about is rare and lively.

A group of uninvited guests came from the north and stepped into this place mightily.

They hold uniform bolt-action iron-barreled rifles, cheap wooden butts, and barrels that are even bulky castings. There is no protective gear or uniform clothing, only a tattered fur coat and short boots with frayed edges barely cover the body.

The only uniform equipment on their bodies is probably the shock collar around their necks.

These people are undoubtedly humans.

It's just that in the beast-like pupils, there is no trace of civilization and rationality.

Holding a rifle and wearing a collar, they are more like a group of tamed monkeys. And those junior officers who hold the remote control and urge them to advance behind them are more like living people.

Knowledgeable people can see the identity of those wearing collars at a glance.

Clones!

And it's the cheapest one!

In the entire Central Continent, there is probably only one organization that can "domestic" clones on a large scale and efficiently and put them on the battlefield in an organized way.

That is the Legion!

Standing next to a dilapidated house, a man wearing a navy blue coat looked at the marching troops, his vulture-like vision was as sharp as a dagger.

His name is Vanus.

Whether it is in the headquarters of the legion or in the Eastern legion to which he belongs, this is a shameless name.

However, contrary to that ordinary name, he has the ambition to become a general.

The desire for honor and power prompted him to join the Eastern Expeditionary Force, follow in the footsteps of General Klass, and march eastward toward the Great Rift Valley in the northern part of the River Valley Province.

According to legend, the "enterprise" in the Far East once sent an expedition army there, but unfortunately lost.

However, Vanus did not want to express any opinions about the failure of the enterprise, or even sneered at it.

In his view, those frail people who are eager to enjoy themselves and huddled in the interior of a province do not understand what war is, and it is only natural that they will fail.

The Legion is different.

They are warriors born to fight, flesh and blood driven by iron will.

Whether it is a clone, a freedman or a citizen, from the moment they are born, the iron law of the legion has been stamped in the hearts of each of them.

Even without advanced equipment, they can still rely on the desire for victory and glory, and the will to victory engraved in their bones, to march in four directions at the same time, and lay a vast expanse of territory on a ruined wasteland, bringing countless large and small tribes. Bow down and proclaim his ministers, offering slaves and tributes.

Sooner or later, the fertile Great Rift Valley will surrender to the iron hooves of the Legion. The Lions will have no exceptions. They will use the seven-day massacre to punish those who have resisted and pay tribute to the dead souls.

Although the battle has been deadlocked for a year, Vanus has no doubt about this.

They are about to win!

Originally, he and his men would participate in the winter offensive, but at this moment, an unignorable message came from a distance.

A mobile fortress is heading west!

According to the information collected, the fortress came from the far east coast and was dominated by a group of nobles from the enterprise—of course, they were senior employees in their own terms. Judging from the route, they seem to be going to the west to find the whereabouts of Refuge No. 0.

Coincidentally, the Legion is also interested in Vault 0.

But logically speaking, this is not something that the expeditionary army should intervene, and it is not a wise choice to divide the troops to provoke the enterprise at this point.

Vanus raised an objection to General Klass, but the objection was rejected.

According to General Krass, in order to break through the unbreakable Aegis system of the Great Rift, the expeditionary force needs this mobile fortress to process nuclear materials for them and produce cheap and easy-to-use nuclear warheads.

Although they don't want to admit it, their tactical nuclear bombs are almost exhausted...

"How long are we from that fortress?"

Hearing the voice of the chief, the adjutant behind Vanus reported in a deep voice.

"There are still 10 kilometers, sir."

Vanus nodded and said.

"Just stop here, as long as they are not blind, they must have found us."

The Legion doesn't have too dark technology, but that doesn't mean they haven't seen it.

Vanus' thinking is very clear.

Construct fortifications, rely on the jungle terrain to establish positions, and then use artillery to attack their rear, and finally force them to surrender.

I believe that as long as the cannon fires, those soft-footed shrimps that have not fought a tough battle will be messed up by themselves.

"Lay tin foil and insulation foam, and build a headquarters here!"

Stepping on the concrete bricks under his feet, looking towards Vanus in the south, his eyes narrowed.

"Those tin cans are hard to deal with, but they can't stay there forever."

"We are waiting for them here!"

...

Trailblazer, a light fixed-wing drone took off from above the fort and hovered along the edge of the Elm District,

At the same time, the combat command center.

Lu Yang stared at the snowflake-like bright spots on the screen, his brows gradually frowned.

"A member of the Legion?"

The drone operator in front of the console replied.

"It should be, Captain."

The bright and dark bright spots are densely packed, there are more than two thousand, distributed on the front of 2 kilometers wide and 2 kilometers deep, like beans sprinkled on the ground.

Apart from the Legion, he couldn't think of other possibilities.

Lu Yang had heard before that members of the Legion possessed a certain piece of DNA that was banned in the pre-war society, which could increase the growth rate of the cloned humans in their entire life cycle to 8 times that of normal humans.

These mass-produced cloned human slaves can develop from an embryo into a baby that can get out of the cabin in just 1 to 2 hours. After being sent to the crowded nursery, they will go through the childhood stage that normal people take 8 years to complete in one year.

During this one year, they will learn the language, or it doesn’t matter if they don’t. Once the time is up, they will be sent to a facility similar to the arena, where they spend their second year—that is, teenagers. The stage.

At this stage, their mortality rate is as high as 50%, and some elite screening facilities can even reach 70%. These facilities will not teach them how to fight, but only serve as a sieve to screen those who can adapt to the battlefield, or beasts that are fierce enough.

Those who are alive will be sent to the front line on their 2nd birthday and become a qualified cannon fodder.

Since the growth rate is 8 times that of normal people, their theoretical life span is only 10 to 15 years.

But this is not a weakness, because in fact they can't live that long at all. The Legion has never stopped wars, whether it is fighting against aliens, barbarians, mutants, or other survivor strongholds, the average life span of cannon fodder rushing to the front line is less than 3 years, and the longest is no more than 5 years.

There is a saying that many predators assimilated the dungeons of slaves, and traced their roots to the legions. They put the captured slaves into the dungeon, let them fight for food, destroy their spirit and reason, turn the surviving lunatics into cannon fodder, and the surviving cannon fodder into their own people...

But the Legion usually does not have the final step.

This mass-produced clone can only be a slave, and the final fate can only be death in battle.

In order to ensure the combat effectiveness of these cannon fodder, they will wear an electric shock collar to each cannon fodder, and every ten cannon fodder is equipped with a lower-level officer to supervise the battle, that is, the ten captain of the legion.

The team of nearly two thousand people seems to be huge, but most of the cannon fodder can't actually form combat effectiveness. In contrast, what makes Lu Yang care more about why these people appear here.

"Did they say anything?"

"They didn't respond to our radio request, either they didn't have a radio at all, or they didn't want to talk to us at all."

Lu Yang nodded.

"The former possibility can be ruled out."

"The only one left is the latter," Li De said cautiously, looking at Captain Lu, "We have 4 tactical nuclear bombs left, more than enough to deal with 2,000 people."

"This is the most optimistic situation. 2000 people stand on the square and let you blow up," the Marine Corps adjutant Yi Hai shook his head. "They were scattered in the forest and built fortifications, unless we razed the entire forest Flat land...but it's impossible. A conservative estimate is 40."

Not to mention, the opponent is scattered in the terrain where the jungle and the urban ruins are mixed, and under that terrain are everywhere obstacles and bunkers that can be used.

They only need to dig a few foxholes to drastically weaken the threat of explosives. And those cloned lunatics who are like wild beasts basically have no morale problems, and they go crazy as soon as the switch on their necks are opened, which is better than stimulants.

Lu Yang thought: "Unless one comes with a sufficiently large equivalent."

Before Li De spoke, his secretary Wang Jie shook his head and said: "The reserves of uranium 235 are not enough. We used too much before. Deuterium can only be extracted by the sea. If it is produced... With our remaining energy, we basically don’t need to think about it. ."

As of the end of the prosperity era, the use of nuclear energy on this planet has evolved from the early D-D fusion to the third-generation controlled nuclear fusion.

That is, pure helium trimerization.

Under this reaction principle, the fusion reaction of two helium atoms will produce two protons and one helium atom, and there will be no neutrons in between.

It is this kind of technology that the Pioneer uses, and it is naturally impossible to reserve tritium with a half-life of only twelve years.

Li De rubbed his eyebrows and said with a headache.

"So what should we do now? Watch them build fortifications under our noses? They are less than four kilometers away from our resource collection point! As long as they move a little further east, they will find our construction site! "

"Maybe they have found out, but they are busy digging fortifications and they are not free." A Marine Corps veteran put forward a reasonable assumption.

"Let's do it! There is nothing to be polite with them! The longer you drag, the harder this bone will be to chew," the Marine Corps adjutant put his fist on the table, "The ten kilometers range is already very dangerous. We can't let them continue. Go down."

Kindness does not mean weakness.

Besides, since they are members of the Legion, there is no need to keep their hands on the organized predators.

Lu Yang is not an indecisive person. He squeezed his chin and pondered for a moment. After weighing the gains and losses, he made a decision in only three seconds.

"Launch the offensive at eight o'clock in the evening!"

The regiment has very little high-tech equipment, and the darkest technology is only individual nuclear bomb launchers and laser rifles, mainly equipped with elite troops.

As for these people, they are obviously still far behind the elite. It is estimated that there are some recoilless guns or rocket launchers, let alone self-guided rockets, and there may not be a connection guide.

The Marine Corps of the Trailblazer Corps not only has powerful power armor, but the helmet eyepiece also integrates night vision and thermal imaging functions, and there are also fixed-wing small aircraft air support in the sky.

When it gets dark, just beat them as blind!

Lu Yang, who was staring at the big screen, narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Since they refuse to communicate."

"Then use a caliber to teach them how to talk!"

...

Action camp.

The players who went to the northern city to pick up trash were coming back from the construction site talking and laughing, and were handing over shifts with the Africans and cute newcomers who came from the outpost.

Standing in the middle of the camp, looking at the huge crowd of people coming back in the distance, he quit smoking and opened his throat, yelling excitedly.

"Group leader! Fang Chang! Gale! Ye Shi! Where are you?"

After shouting for a while, it didn't take long for four little players who appeared to have emerged from a coal pit and patted him on the shoulder with a grin.

"Yes, man, you finally came up."

Quit smoking: "Hey, it's tears if you talk too much! Who are you?"

Fang Chang smiled and said, "I'm Fang Chang! The one who doesn't shave is Lao Bai, the one next to him is Ye Shi the most showy, and the one with Mengsao is the wind."

Ye Shi said with a hippie smile: "I don't agree! What is Laozi the most nasty? Isn't the most nasty wind? Don't look at this when you don’t talk at ordinary times, and you can get to the first echelon with the intelligence department. Is this not enough to explain how much he is. Insignificant?"

Gale: "Fuck off."

Lao Bai went up and patted quit smoking on the shoulder, and smiled heartily.

"It's really not easy for you! I remember that in version 0.1, you made an appointment? It should be the best appointment at that time. There are more and more people behind, making it more difficult to arrange!"

Quit smoking with excitement: "Hey, if you talk too much, it's tears! I really watched the appointment threshold change from 10 questions to 100 questions. I smoked 7 times in a row, and I didn't hit it once. I was about to split. NS."

Lao Bai sighed, "It's okay. You are not the only African. You didn't watch the forum. Many brothers have started to update "Queue Diary". The qualifications for the closed beta of this game are indeed a little bit less. It's much better."

"Actually, it's a lot," Fang Chang said with a smile, "Which game company can credit so many devices to players for free? There are already 400 helmets? Everyone is waiting anxiously. The main reason is that the game is a bit high. I only encountered a bug after such a long time. To be honest, I was quite surprised."

Ye Shi laughed and said, "Brother Guang said, I am working overtime now, even if you lick me, I can't hear what you are saying."

Fang Chang: "Gan! Is your father this kind of person!"

Lao Bai put his right hand on his shoulder to quit smoking.

"No nonsense, quit smoking brother, we will go back to the outpost in a while, and there is still a book that hasn't been brushed. Two days ago, Fujito pointed out the technique of weaving. So many people behind are waiting to change their armor, the devil moth The demand for the cocoon will definitely go up. It just so happens that the task here is also finished. We plan to take some time to knock down the B1 floor of the greenhouse site."

"After a while, you can follow the big troops. Get familiar with the operation first. The flow of this game is quite simple."

"When you return to the outpost, we will take you down to this level!"

I heard that I had to take my thigh, so I immediately nodded happily after quit smoking, and smiled.

"Okay, boss! I must move the bricks well, get the equipment out first, and make sure not to drag me back!"

Ye eleven sighed with emotion.

"You newcomers in this year are indeed a bit lucky. They caught up with the expansion pack as soon as they came out, and it was still a big expansion pack for opening a new map! The reward for this expansion pack was taken and graduated directly from Novice Village. It's like us back then. , You have to build your own stove to burn cement, burn iron blocks, and fight with bows and spears."

"Yes, compared with'Land Xingzhou','Winter is Coming' is a younger brother. He needs to be equipped and not equipped, and has nothing to eat. He doesn't even have a PV for painting a cake, and he has to hold a brick Ula. "Fang Chang also sighed with emotion, "This wave of yours is simply the choice of heaven. There will be everything as soon as it comes out."

Quit smoking embarrassedly touched his nose~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Hehe smiled.

"Low-key, hehe... When you say this, I suddenly feel lucky."

Ye Shi laughed.

"Is my heart full of gratitude?"

"That is required!"

At this time, a rolling thunder suddenly came from afar.

The five friends from the herd of cows and horses all looked towards the north, wondering what happened behind the snow curtain.

But at this moment, Ye Shi's face suddenly changed slightly.

The harbinger of the crisis flooded his mind, making him almost instinctively shouted.

"Stay down!"

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(Updated at 11 o'clock in the next chapter! October 2/30!)